Luyện nghe bài hát Coyote

No regrets
We just come such different sets of circumstance
I'm up all in the studios
And you're up on your ranch
You'll be brushing out a mare's tail
the sun is ascending
And I'll just be getting with my reel to reel
There's no
Just how to the bone and the skin and the eyes
And the you can get
And still so alone
And still related
Like stations in some
not a hit and run driver no no
Racing
You just picked up a
A of the white lines on the freeway

We saw a burning down
In the middle of
In the middle of the
And we rolled right that tragedy
Till we pulled into road house lights
Where a local was playing
were up kicking and shaking on the floor
And the thing I know
That at my door
He me in a corner and he won't take no
He me out on the dance floor
And dancing close and slow
Now he's got a woman at
He's got woman down the hall
He seems to me anyway
you have to get so drunk
And lead me on that
You just picked up a
A prisoner of the white on the freeway

I a coyote right in the face
On the road to Baljennie near my old home
He went through the whisker wheat
Chasing some prize
And a hawk was playing him
Coyote was jumping up and making passes
He had same eyes just like yours
Under dark glasses
Privately probing the public
And peeking keyholes in numbered doors
Where the lick their wounds
And take their lovers
And pills and powders to get them through this passion play
No regrets
I just get off up
You just picked up a
A prisoner of the white lines on the

Coyote's in the shop
He's a hole in his scrambled eggs
He picks up my scent on his
While he's watching the waitresses'
too far from the Bay of Funday
From appaloosas and eagles and
And the air cubicles
And the ribbon rides
Are it out so clear
Either he's going to have to stand and
Or off out of here
I tried to run myself
To run away and wrestle my ego
And with this
You put in this Eskimo
In hitcher
In prisoner
Of the fine lines
Of the white lines on the free way